Journey Into Slavery Part 1

by Jack Allen

  She was coming down from the peak of her orgasm and didn’t notice that Terry had stopped licking her pussy until she felt a big, hard cock in its place. She couldn’t turn her head because of Donny’s cock in her mouth, so she strained to look out of the corners of her eyes. Terry was hovering over her, moving back and forth and smiling at her.

  “How’s that feel, bitch? I bet you never had two cocks in you at the same time, have you?” he said.

  If she could have moved her head, she would have shaken it, or at least told him no, if she could speak.

  “Dude, are you fucking kidding? The way this bitch went after my dick? Shit. I bet she gets two dicks inside her all the time. Hell, I bet she gets more,” Donny said.

  Sandy turned her eyes up to him and blinked. She wanted to tell him that his brother was right, that she never had more than one cock inside her, ever. She would also tell him what a thrill it was to have both of their cocks inside her at the same time.

  Was this what it would be like to have Cameron and his friend Rob fuck her at the same time? It could have been because she had way too much to drink, but that idea was sounding better to her all the time.

  “Let’s switch. I wanna get me some of that,” Donny said, and pointed between her legs.

  He stepped back and pulled his cock out of her mouth. Terry lifted himself off of her. His cock came out of her pussy with a wet pop. The sudden emptiness between her legs made her groan.

  They rolled her over on her hands and knees and switched. Donny climbed on the end of the bed behind her. Terry climbed on the bed in front of her and stuffed his long, hard cock in her mouth. Donny jammed his cock into her pussy at the same time and she squealed around his brother’s cock.

  Above her, Terry chuckled.

  “Yeah, dude. You’re right. This bitch is hot for cock. Look at her go,” he said.

  “I told ya. I told ya,” Donny said.

  Sandy had her eyes turned up to look at him. He had a big, nice sized cock filling her mouth. He was pumping his hips back and forth, sliding it in and out of her mouth, and she could not mistake the taste of her own pussy juices on it.

  At the other end of the bed, Donny was doing the same, rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy. It really was fantastic to have two cocks inside her at the same time. Why had she not tried it sooner?

  She held her head still and let Terry pump his cock in and out of her mouth. He was a little bigger than Greg. They both were. Could she get him down her throat? Even if she could, it was going to be difficult with both of them rocking her back and forth. She put one hand on Terry’s belly.

  “What? Whataya want?” he said.

  With his cock filling her mouth, she could only mumble an answer. He stopped thrusting his hips. That was all that mattered. All she had to do now was work her head back and forth at her own pace. Donny’s cock pushing deep into her pussy made it difficult to concentrate.

  She forced Terry’s cock deep into her mouth, all the way to the back, where it hit a soft spot and made her gag.

  “What the hell are you doing, lady?” Terry said.

  Sandy took his cock out of her mouth and coughed. This wasn’t going to be easy. She had to remember to relax.

  She took it into her mouth again and started sucking, moving her head back and forth slowly, taking his cock a little deeper each time. The head pressed against the soft skin at the back of her mouth. She fought down the urge to gag and pushed her head forward a little harder, forcing the head of his cock into the opening of her throat.

  Her eyes watered and she squeezed them shut. She gagged. It was choking her. She took a deep breath to relax. Her mouth was overflowing with saliva. She swallowed to wash it down her throat, and with it went the head of Terry’s cock.

  It went all the way down her throat in a gulp. Her nose flattened against his hard stomach like she had run face first into a brick wall. Terry grunted.

  “Holy shit, bro. Get a load of this. She took the whole thing,” he said.

  She felt Donny leaning over her back for a better look, which forced her face harder against Terry’s belly, and his cock deeper in her throat.

  “What the fuck? She didn’t do that to me,” Donny said.

  Terry grabbed her head and started pumping his hips.

  “Dude, you gotta try this out. This bitch is seriously gonna make me cum,” he said.

  “Do it, dude. Do it. Give it to her good,” Donny said.

  Sandy squeezed her eyes shut. Terry was slamming his hips against her face and jamming his cock in and out of her throat. They were riding her like she was a horse. This wasn’t such a good idea after all.

  Terry grunted. His cock throbbed on her tongue and between her lips. He was cumming, but it was spilling down her throat where she couldn’t taste it. The only sensation she got was the warmth of his cum flowing straight into her belly.

  It lasted a few seconds, then his grip eased on her head. He pulled back a couple of inches so her nose was no longer flattened against his belly and she had room to move her head back and forth. Now she had both cocks moving in and out of her from either end.

  Terry wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had one hand on his hips, and his hips was pushed out toward her.

  “I gotta tell ya, lady. I never had anything like that. How do you do that?” he said.

  Sandy pulled his cock out of her mouth. Her saliva ran down her chin. She swallowed. Her throat was a little sore from the abuse.

  “It’s easy. You just gotta open your throat and swallow. Wanna try it? I got an extra cock back here,” she said, and pointed over her shoulder with her thumb at Donny.

  Terry laughed.

  “No thanks. I’m not much for cocksucking,” he said.

  Donny yanked his cock out of her pussy. Sandy fell forward on her face on the mattress. He bounded up to the front of the bed and pushed his brother out of the way.

  “If you’re not gonna suck my dick, bro, then get outta the way ‘cause this dick ain’t gonna suck itself,” he said.

  Sandy looked up. Donny was standing in front of her again with his hard dick hovering inches from her face. It was shiny with her pussy juices. He had a big grin on his face. She couldn’t help but smirk. It was hard to deny his enthusiasm.

  She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue way out. Donny was holding his cock by the base and slapped the head on her tongue a few times.

  “Yeah, you love cock, doncha baby?” he said.

  “Yeah. I love cock. We get it. Now shut up and stick your dick in my mouth,” Sandy said with an angry snarl.

  The two brothers just looked at each other and blinked.

  “Yes ma’am,” Donny said.

  He stopped wagging the end of his cock in the air and leaned forward so it went into her mouth. She closed her lips around it. The two of them were suddenly quiet, and the silence in the room was a little awkward.

  Sandy didn’t mind, though. The dizziness of all the alcohol she drank was starting to wear off and she could feel the beginning of a headache behind her eyes. In the morning she was going to regret drinking so much. She would probably regret a lot of things she did tonight, unless, of course, she drank a lot more scotch.

  She moved her head back and forth on Donny’s cock. Her lips made a loud, slurping noise that seemed as loud as thunder in the quiet room. She was already relaxed. Even though her throat was still sore from the pounding of his brother’s cock, Donny’s cock slipped down her throat on the first swallow.

  “Oh sweet mother of God, that feels good,” he said with a deep groan from his gut.

  With half of his cock down her throat, Sandy paused to bob her head back and forth. She turned her eyes up as far as she could. He was staring down at her with his mouth open, watching his cock slide in and out of her mouth. She smiled around it. That was the kind of reaction she could get used to.

  She pushed herself toward him and swallowed the rest of his cock. Donny groaned. It must ha
ve been too much for him because he fell back on the bed. Sandy stayed with him, keeping most of his cock down her throat. When he landed on the pillow with his legs spread, she fell forward on top of him.

  The rest of his cock went all the way down her throat again. Her nose hit his belly and her chin hit his balls. That was fine with her. It was easier to work on his cock from that angle.

  Donny, though, had a different idea. He put both hands in her hair to hold her down and bucked up with his hips to drive his cock in and out of her throat. His belly hit her nose over and over, so hard she thought he was going to break it.

  “Oh God I’m gonna fucking cum so hard,” Donny said.

  He screamed. Sandy winced. She was using both hands to hold herself up and couldn’t cover her ears. Then his cock started to throb in her mouth and he was shooting his cum down her throat.

  His hips lifted off the bed while he was cumming, and he pulled her head down hard. As soon as he finished, he let go of her head and his hips dropped back to the bed. She let his cock fall out of her mouth. Most of his cum came out with it and spilled from her mouth onto his groin. She closed her mouth and swallowed the rest of it.

  She rolled over to the other side of the bed, panting. She was sweating all over, and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand. Was it supposed to be so much work to give a blowjob?

  Donny hopped off the bed. He and Terry high-fived each other and cracked open more beers, like they had already forgotten that she was in the room.

  Sandy sat up. Her stomach was full of cum, and it sloshed when she moved. She watched the brothers and smiled. They stood next to each other, completely naked, with their dicks swinging side to side like they didn’t even notice that they had no clothes.

  She picked up her glass. The ice was melting. She sighed. What she needed was another tall, stiff drink, something strong, strong enough to make her not care who she was fucking or how many times they fucked her. At least she hoped to drink enough to forget who she wasn’t fucking. If she could get these boys to give her their tall, stiff cocks, she could use that as well.

  She swung her legs off the bed and put her feet on the floor. Should she get dressed? The liquor table was at the end of the hall, in the dining room, just before the main hallway. She slipped her feet into her panties and pulled them up her legs. She shrugged. Screw it. So what if she ran into someone she didn’t know? It was just a matter of time before all of Martha’s friends saw her naked, anyway.

  She stepped out of the room and closed the door. The brothers’ singing was much quieter in the hallway. And she wasn’t the only one running around the house half-naked. A completely naked red-headed girl with big boobs came around the corner at the far end of the hall. She was running from an older, gray-haired man with a big belly who was holding a towel around his waist with one hand. The girl was laughing, but the older man had a very horny, very determined look in his eyes. They ran right past her and disappeared into one of the rooms down the hall.

  Sandy walked to the dining room at the end of the hall, carrying her glass. Her nipples stiffened to hard points, and between her legs, her pussy was tingly and moist. It was a strange, exciting sensation to walk naked through another person’s house, knowing that in every room around her, strangers were having sex with each other.

  At the liquor table, she filled her glass with ice and looked for the bottle of scotch that she liked so much. Just as she found it and picked it up, she noticed two men sitting on the sofa in the living room. On the floor in front of the one on the right was a naked woman with long blonde hair. She was bent over his lap with her ass pointed in Sandy’s direction, and her head was moving up and down. The man on the left, who wasn’t getting a blowjob, noticed Sandy and waved. She smiled, but before she could wave back, she felt a hand on her ass.

  She gasped. When she turned, she had a big grin on her face, expecting to see Greg. It wasn’t him, though, but a tall, good looking young man with a strong, square jaw and short, dark hair.

  “Let me help you with that,” he said.

  He took the bottle of scotch from her hand, pulled out the cork and filled her glass.

  “Thanks,” she said with a smile, and took a drink.

  His intense gaze made her feel warm all over. If it was possible, he made her nipples even harder.

  “I gotta tell ya, I didn’t expect to find such a fine looking woman waiting for me when I came to get a drink,” he said.

  He had a smooth, deep voice that made her shiver.

  “I, uh, wasn’t waiting for you,” Sandy said, with a nervous quiver in her voice.

  He just smiled.

  “That’s not what I think. I think you’ve been waiting here all night just for me. Well, I have some good news for you,” he said.

  “Really? What’s that?”

  His hands slipped down the sides of her waist to her hips. His fingers hooked under the elastic waistband of her panties and pushed them down.

  “You don’t have to wait for me any longer.”

  She was still holding her glass of scotch when his hands scooped her off the floor and set her on the edge of the liquor table. The scotch sloshed in her glass, but didn’t spill.

  “What are you doing?” Sandy said, although she already knew the answer.

  He unbuckled his slacks and let them fall to the floor. He pulled his shirt up out of the way. His long, hard cock made Sandy’s eyes grow wide.

  “I’m just fixing myself a drink,” he said.

  He grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to the edge of the table. It was no secret what he wanted. She wanted it, too. She spread her legs around him and leaned back with her hands between the bottles of wine. He touched the head of his cock to her pussy. She was very wet and very warm between her legs. When he leaned forward, his cock slipped all the way into her.

  She sighed and closed her eyes. Donny was right about her. She loved cock. The more cocks she had, the more she wanted. Was it coming to Martha’s parties that had turned her into a glutton for cocks, or had she always been that way and she just didn’t know it?

  He was fucking her slowly, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy with a slow, gentle rhythm. The whole table was rocking and shaking. Any faster and they would knock over all the bottles of wine and liquor.

  She closed her legs around his waist and hooked her feet together at the ankles. Somebody said something, and it wasn’t her strange lover’s deep voice. She opened her eyes. Standing next to the table was another woman, pouring some wine into a glass. She had her eyes on Sandy and smiled. Sandy smiled back. She looked familiar. Had they slept together before?

  “You two enjoy yourselves,” the woman said, and walked off with her glass of wine.

  Sandy watched her walk off. She was too delirious and feeling too good to answer. In the living room, the two men on the sofa were watching her. The woman with the long blonde hair had switched and was bent over the lap of the man on the left.

  She closed her eyes again. Her strange lover was making her cum. That was what she needed, and she didn’t care who made it happen.

  Her arms were giving out. She wasn’t going to be able to hold herself up much longer. She put her arms around her lover’s neck to hold herself up before she fell back into the rows of bottles.

  “Cum for me, baby. Cum for me,” he said in his deep, thunderous voice.

  She shivered. That delicious voice was enough to make her cum. But when she felt his hot cum shooting into her pussy, she gave in completely to him.

  “Oh God yes. Oh God yes,” she moaned into his ear.

  Her body shook and spasmed against his body. Around her was the sound of the bottles clinking together like bells. His cum was warm inside her, and goose bumps broke out on her skin. This was probably the best fuck she was gonna get tonight, and she wasn’t even expecting it.

  Her orgasm faded slowly. The table stopped shaking and the clanking of the bottles ended. Sandy clung to her lover’s neck, panting. His shirt
was silky and smooth against her sensitive nipples.

  “Thanks for the drink,” he said.

  His deep voice resonated through her body. With his finger under her chin, he tilted her head up and planted his mouth over hers. Her eyes popped open. His tongue pushed deep into her mouth.

  And then he was gone. Sandy gasped for air. As fast and as smooth as he appeared and fucked her, he disappeared again. She looked at her glass of scotch. Did it really happen? She hopped off the table and picked up her panties. If it wasn’t for the warm cum dripping from her pussy, she might have believed that she had imagined the whole thing.

  She put the panties on and grabbed her scotch. She took a long drink. There was nothing left to do but go back and find out what the brothers were up to.

  They were laying on the bed when she got back. They were still naked, and had added more empty beer cans to their collection on the table. The only thing that had changed was that they both had hard-ons.

  Sandy stopped inside the door to appreciate the sight. They were laying at either end of the bed, and their hard cocks stuck straight up. Just the thought of having those two hard cocks inside her again made her dizzy. She had drank two whole glasses of scotch. Or three. She couldn’t remember. It didn’t really matter. She had a fine buzz going again, and she was ready to let them do anything to her that they wanted.

  “Did you two just fuck each other?” she said, and was surprised to her how badly her own words were slurred.

  They both looked at her, and busted out laughing.

  Terry got off the bed and walked over to her ... Was it Terry? She couldn’t remember which one was which. Anyway, the brother with the light hair walked over and took her hand. His hard cock bobbed and swayed, and her eyes were fixed to it.

  “Don’t be a stupid bitch. We got too many hot mamas like you lined up, waiting for us to fuck them. We’re not gonna waste it on each other,” he said.

  He gave her his can of beer. She tilted it back to her lips to drain it into her mouth. He was saying something about putting her through some special maneuvers. She wasn’t really listening. She threw the empty beer can over by the table and it landed on the floor. She didn’t care what they did, as long as they fucked her with those big cocks, preferably at the same time.